| Answer | % Correct |
|---|---|
| What passing-bells for these who die as {cattle}? | 90%
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| Not in the hands of boys, but in their {eyes} | 60%
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| Can patter out their hasty {orisons}. | 57%
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| Only the stuttering rifles' {rapid} rattle | 47%
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| The pallor of girls' brows shall be their {pall}; | 47%
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| The shrill, demented choirs of wailing {shells}; | 47%
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| No mockeries now for them; no {prayers} nor bells; | 43%
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| – Only the monstrous {anger} of the guns. | 40%
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| And {bugles} calling for them from sad shires. | 37%
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| And each slow {dusk} a drawing-down of blinds. | 37%
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| Nor any {voice} of mourning, save the choirs, – | 37%
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| What {candles} may be held to speed them all? | 37%
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| Shall shine the {holy} glimmers of goodbyes. | 33%
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| Their {flowers} the tenderness of patient minds, | 23%
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